White tea

(From Sept. 16, 2018) I dreamt that I was at a coffee shop (Starbucks?). Although I still had half, I asked if there was more white tea (I don’t drink). There was a shortish buzzed girl at the drive thru window who I asked but she was busy. There was a girl a couple feet behind her waiting for instructions to make a drink. I asked her while she was waiting. She looked confused and didn’t know what to do. An older lady then showed up (boss of manager?) and so I asked her and she got me some. I … Continue reading White tea

Seeing Green

Last night I asked, “What is a hustle?”   The word Solashae came to me. I think it was supposed to be a form of Nicole.  I dreamt of a man saying that he has seen green all of his life. I dreamt of seeing a U.S. Navy paper (don’t know what else to call it) on the back of a car where the license plate should be. I dreamt of pictures being found at a guy’s apartment / art studio. They were of his friends out on the water on a huge inflatable. The one with the slide. I don’t … Continue reading Seeing Green

Hustle

I asked again what the date is. As I was waking from a dream, I got that something is a hustle.  (From Sept. 17, 2018) I had vague dreams that I think were sexual oriented. I wasn’t involved with what was going on but heard about it. I dreamt that there was a hole in the back (or front?) of the house. I hadn’t worried about it before because no one had gone through but one day two cats had gone through. I put a board over it to close it knowing that they could get back in on the … Continue reading Hustle

Could Be My Husband

I asked again what the date is. I dreamt of going down an escalator and seeing three men walking my direction. One of them was portraying Joseph Smith. I think one of them was Brigham Young, but not sure. I started to get teary eyed and wanted to cry but didn’t want to cry there. They stopped at the store at the bottom of the escalator, facing the way they came, standing at the right side of the opening, slightly at an angle to the escalator. The other man was closer to the store. When I got down I went … Continue reading Could Be My Husband

In The Middle

I rephrased the question, asking “What date is it?” I dreamt that I was in a different country. As I woke I couldn’t remember but Latvia came to mind. I was sitting outside in the middle of rundown (?) / dilapidated (?) apartments (?). There was a space for a campsite. I saw a young boy (10?) with red curly hair (?). I saw another like him on the second landing of the second floor. I wasn’t sure if that was him, another boy who looked like him, or a twin. There was a lady there with me. She was … Continue reading In The Middle

Talk With Me For A Bit

Last night I asked again what the date is. I dreamt that I was picking up my costume jewelry (and hair stuff?) that was on the floor. A guy who comes to Starbucks, who also goes to the gym but doesn’t work out, only talking to the people there, bends down next to me on my right side, holding up my hair, eventually putting it in a clip. I’m uncomfortable with him and am trying to telepathically send a message to Ali. He doesn’t show up but Mando does. I no longer noticed the other guy.  Mando is wearing a … Continue reading Talk With Me For A Bit

Get This Out of Me

Last night I asked what the date is. I only remember the dreams at the end.  Travis and I were on the same bus. He was acting more like we were just two people on the same bus, though he was conscious that I was there. We got off at the same place to walk home. I think I was going to get off sooner but decided to wait.  I dreamt that I was lying down on my left side, as if I had been sleeping. I’m not sure where I was as the details faded as I was waking … Continue reading Get This Out of Me

The Date

Last night I asked “What does my husband know?” I dreamt that it was night and I was riding a bike up and down a hilly street. There were a couple others riding their bikes as well. They either lived on that street, or nearby. One time when I was going downhill there were car’s behind me so I moved over to the grass. My last round I think I said “bye” to one of the cyclists.  I dreamt that Amy was in charge of a Halloween party at the church. Only about 5 or 6 people showed up, including … Continue reading The Date

Trash

Last night I said to show me a clarifying dream of who my husband is. I dreamt of being at El Pollo Loco and seeing that Ali had left his trash / empty red cup to the right of my tray. I dreamt of us going to a house that is for sale (we went to the open house) to check out the backyard. We drove up the driveway to where we could see it. The shape resembled the backyard of a house in San Bernardino I lived in with Kyle. We were still in the car when a young … Continue reading Trash

One Last Load

I said to give me a clarifying dream of who my husband is. Before falling asleep I saw a woman nursing a baby on her left breast / giving her breast to the baby to nurse.  I don’t remember the chronology of these dreams so I’m writing as they come to mind. I saw a wet black dog lying on the ground. Seems it was during “cowboy” days as there was one several yards away, with a horse, in back of the dog. I mentioned something about the dog being wet, then noticed some water to my left that was … Continue reading One Last Load